#not-cigarette

[miamaimania]

"Pierre philosophale" (2013) by Les frères Chapuisat - A stone sculpture humorously juxtaposes a cigarette within a rock's slit, blending natural form with human artifact.

[ruthimages]

[heloocean]

[malibebouu]

Madoclope

[lunehowls]

smoking with my ex's cat because he's chill like that

[doubledudeski]

[389]

By Mark Sabino ig: @marksnotnice

[hinamie]

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[lungthief]

sometimes u just gotta remind yourself that while ace attorney is about law and justice and stuff it is also about a bunch of young adults living in [CALIFORNIA]

[calebauer]

offer them a little treat !

[shinoko-oshi]

Simon’s substitute for cigarettes

Simon Riley, who was trying to quit smoking for you, his bird because for the first time in his life, he had a reason to want to live longer.

Easier said than done. He’d tried everything to keep his fingers from twitching, aching for the familiar weight of a cigarette. Candy, mints, toothpicks, gum. Every damn thing the internet recommended. Nothing worked.

Until he tried you.

Bending you over any and every surface. Stuffing your pretty cunt full of his cock until your legs trembled. Pressing his tongue against your clit until you came against his mouth, trembling and gasping his name.

And the problem— or rather, the solution was that Simon used to smoke multiple times a day, going through a pack in less than a week. Which meant he was bending you over just as often, Fucking you slow and deep, or hard and desperate, chasing relief in the only thing that worked better than nicotine.

Sure, your muscles ached, your body sore in the best way possible but the pros outweighed the cons. Because he was quitting. For you.

And after every session, he’d pull you into his arms, pressing lazy kisses to your forehead as you curled up against his chest. His rough fingers tracing circles over your bare skin, grounding himself in the reason he was fighting the urge at all.

Currently writing a Simon x reader, neighbor shortish fanfic 😗

[fragranticareviewers]

[gougerre]

[sunofnebulah]

simon who smokes strictly camels or pall malls.

you always smell it on him, even after he takes a long shower. mint, leather, earth, and tobacco. you think its so funny when he genuinely gets offended at johnny when he tries to pass him a marlboro, grimacing.

“tha’ shits nasty. ‘d rather eat fuckin’ dirt.”

so you’re surprised when he asks to try your cute little virginia slims that you keep in a dainty decorated container.

you raise your eyebrows and stifle a giggle. “you hit your head or something?” he clicks his tongue and snatches your container pulling one out. he places it in his mouth and leans back into the couch, spreading his legs. he nods to the table at the lighter next to his ashtray.

“light.”

you squint at him dramatically and scratch at your head. “never thought i’d see the day you’d cheat on ms. pall ma-“

“light.” he says sternly, but with a small chuckle under his breath.

you grab the lighter and turn to light it for him. after you do, you sit back and watch as he smokes from the little thing grasped between two of his large fingers.

he exhales slowly and looks at you

“now i know why y’so cranky all the time. shits ass.”

but you know he doesn’t mean it because he guides you onto his lap and smokes the whole thing, occasionally shotgunning you. :)

[weepingwidar]

RF. Alvarez (American, 1988) - The Color of a Cigarette (2023)